"Regrettably, they were too hasty and proposed too many absurd strategies, leading the dynasty they ruled to fall short!"
Tang Pi's attacks grew increasingly reckless. With each swipe of his claws, a spray of blood filled the air. Although Qin Huai's recovery was astoundingly swift, Tang Pi was starting to see a glimmer of victory. Over a hundred moves had been traded in a flash.
Boom!
Tang Pi's gaze shifted toward the distant sky. The golden rain had notably decelerated, both in volume and speed. Several clansmen had already reached safe ground while others from the visceral prefecture realm surrounded the battlefield, waiting for a chance to attack.
